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HOW COULD I HAVE HURT THE ONLY PERSON I LOVED?

When she closed her eyes, she saw King. He was underneath her, eyes a bright, reddish gold. His tongue and jaw were more wolf than human, with sharp, scary teeth showing every time he growled with pleasure.

She had watched everything happen like a guest in her own body. She had felt both pleasure and fear as King took her. He had the power to devour her, to rip out her throat in the throes of passion, as a female arachnid might devour her mate after a particularly satisfying climax.

Her heart had been in her mouth for hours as he fucked her. She had no words to describe the experience, but she could think of nothing more profane and vile.

He had taken her just as much as she had taken him, and as her vision finally turned black and she passed out, she could hear a wild, scary laugh coming from him. A laugh of utter satisfaction.

She shivered from remembrance and grabbed the wall for balance. She wondered how much of it King would remember, but one thing was certain it was going to be
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